Now, I don't ship Neddie, but honestly when I first heard "I Knew You Were Trouble" and was searching for a couple to base a fic of, Neddie screamed at me. But I didn't write it. And I was listening to Red and rocking out to IKYWT and my head was flashing Neddie and I just have to do it to appease my own mind. :)
Enjoy! Review.
Hannnah Kay xx
Once upon a time, I was the only American in Anubis house. Things were a bit simpler then, I guess. I was dating Fabian, my geek chic best friend and everything was okay. Everything was normal and stable and simple.
Now I'm lying on the cold, hard ground. Metaphorically speaking, of course.
You see six months ago, Eddie Miller arrived to join our house, filling Mick's place. He was different somehow than Fabian ever was. I guess even then I should've known. I should've thought.
Instead, when he laughed and said, "Your accent's the best thing I've heard all day," I felt myself leaning into him.
Ever since, I've gotten caught in him. Everything about him was intoxicating: his voice, his laugh, his smell, but especially his touch. I learned very quickly that I couldn't control myself around him, but I guess I also learned that I really didn't care.
Something about Eddie challenged everything I'd ever thought or even been. With him, I didn't care if Victor caught us skipping class. I didn't care if I missed a history test. I just wanted to be with him.
So I was.
I let myself be captivated by him. I let myself loose myself in him. I let myself let go.
And it was beautiful and magical and wonderful.
Well, that was until it all fell apart. It was around midnight under the stars of a moonless night where we'd crumpled to a mess of bodies in the soft grass a good distance away from the school. I gave him everything and then collapsed against his chest with a silent whisper of, "I love you," and he even returned it against my hair, but the next day he was gone.
By gone, I mean the next morning when I got to breakfast he was sitting with Patricia, hand on the back of her chair, laughing and flirting lightheartedly. Even when I sat at the table, he didn't even spare me a glance.
I guess that's when I realized how wrong the relationship had been. His cold kisses had been passionate, but that was it. He never really cared about me much less loved me. I was just another notch in his belt, another shag, another name to write on the list of hearts he'd broken.
I guess that's when I realized I should have known all along too.
Dudes. This didn't turn out as great as it could have. Dunno. Guess I'm tired. But I do have a question for you. Should I write a HOA girls fic for 22 by Tay?:) Review and tell me what you think!
Hannah Kay xx